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Aug. 28th, 2008 12:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alectoperditaSometimes, I get the urge to write again. I read things, like novels or old fanfics I liked in the past and I want to start creating again. Then I stop and take another step backward. No, I'm not sure I could do that again.
The absence hurts a little bit, from time to time. But I lack the confidence.
I never felt I was any good. And if I did at some point in the past, I can only view it as foolish in retrospective.
Whether I actually was or not doesn't matter. My perceptions have already tainted it.
I know it's pathetic and weak. I know my unwillingness says more about me than anything else.
The absence hurts a little bit, from time to time. But I lack the confidence.
I never felt I was any good. And if I did at some point in the past, I can only view it as foolish in retrospective.
Whether I actually was or not doesn't matter. My perceptions have already tainted it.
I know it's pathetic and weak. I know my unwillingness says more about me than anything else.
